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factual-fantasy · 5 months

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26 ASK! :DDDD🎉🎉🎉

I do not.. :/ Sorry!

@mason-gaylord

:DDD Thank you!! ☕ I'm hanging in there as best I can <:) Thank you for the well wishes. I hope the same for you!

@boxofcreampuffs (SKJAJD HORSE XDDDD)

AAAAA THANK YOUU SO MUCH!!! THATS SO SWEET!! I PLAN TO GET BACK AROUND TO BOTH FANDOMS SOMETIME SOON AFTER MY COMIC IS DONE!!💖💖💖💖💖

@chaotic-public-menace (Post in question)

<XD While that is true, this comic is way overdue. Its taken me some weeks to make and it should have been up like a month ago! I just wanna get it done already so I'm trying to not get distracted by FNAF and other drawing ideas-

@ditzyclown

I haven't actually decided on whether or not the other Addison's were good or bad guys. This would change their reaction to seeing Spamton.

I had this idea that Spamton's world is a lot like Seam and Jevil's. Its more cruel and wicked than the original Deltarune.. And Spamton might not have been particularly close with the other Addison's.. They had no time for bonds or relationships. It was a dog eat dog world, every man for himself.

Branching off of that, one idea I had was the other Addison's had become jealous of Spamton's success and tried to kill him by pushing him into the acid pools.. Only for Spamton to survive and reemerge as a horrific looking creature..

If I go with the evil Addison story.. some Addison's might run away in fear just because of how horrific Spamton looks. Though some might deliberately abandon him becuase they hated him/were jealous of him and felt like he deserves this.

If I go with a story where the other Addison's weren't responsible for the acid fall.. they might still run away in fear. Seeing this horrible beast.. not realizing its one of their own.

@bunny-coffee

XD No problem! Soft boi Gregory is best Gregory!

@beryl-shade

In my AU, none of the other Glamrock's know that Gregory exists. But if they did, maybe Roxy would envy it a bit..? Having someone look up to Freddy and not her might hurt her ego a bit.. :(

@elegysonnet

Oh no no, his top and bottom row of teeth are separate. Like these pictures here show,

(Post in question for the pictures)

The top row of teeth all fused together and became one big cracked tooth. And the bottom row did the same. But the two rows are separate and he can still open his mouth.

To think that if while he was initially melting, he had kept his mouth closed? His teeth would have melted together and he wouldn't be able to eat anything easily.. if at all.

Please don't draw fanart of any of my stuff. There are no exceptions.

(Also thank you💖)

@skellacant

Thank you! :DDD

@iziria09

You just made their night XDD

Thank you! I'm hanging in there 😅 I hope you are well too! :}}

They're dry :x

@crimson-thinker

I imagine that Bonnie Bowl might have a flashlight.? And Pirates cove would have a box of confiscated Bon-cams XD

I don't really remember what the other collectables were in the game so I don't really have a reference to go off of..

Buuuut,,, maybe from Bonnie bowl you could also get one of Bonnies signature bowling balls? A purple bowling ball with a rabbit ears print on it somewhere.

And for Pirates Cove perhaps a cheap pirate captains hat? I had this idea that there's 100s of these cheap captain hats that Foxy gives away to the kids every day. So maybe that could be a collectable too? :00

@ninaandthegames

XD Once I'm done with this project that will be me. Posting the most painful angst I can conjure up

I have not. But something tells me its about Hares/Rabbits XDD

@randox-talore

Yeah, me and some friends theorized about that. We thought "Maybe Vanessa or William is taking care of the animatronics and keeping them clean"

But even if they were, you cant help certain wears and tears. They would look noticeably worn, stained, torn in some places and a bit brittle in others after so many years of just existing.

They also missed out on a lot of scares by making them pristine. Bonnie's face could have had a crack/split down the side. "Oh yeah that's been there for a while, its fine" Only for it to fall of later in the movie revealing these piercing red eyes and a Childs head lodged in Bonnie's face/jaw.

Or Chica could have her beak come off or dangle down and reveal colorful wires hanging down.. and.. is that a childs arm.?

(Post in question)

Oh yeah, he'd be scared. Even the Captain is spooked in that AU XD

@kaiserdarken (WAAA SORRY FOR ANSWERING SO LATE! I was originally going to draw something as a response to this but I never got around to it and it got burriedddd.. my apologies. Better late than never I suppose-)

I do celebrate Halloween, which means Bibi and Jangles would as well XD For Halloween I like to dress up in some way and carve pumpkins. Although I forgot to carve any this year and didn't have a good opportunity to dress up unfortunately-

I can see Bibi wanting to dress up and carve pumpkins too. But he might not actually be strong enough to puncture a pumpkin to carve it <XD He'd need some help-

Jangles would just eat all of the candy. Plus pumpkin pie and more candy-

(Again one of those asks I was going to respond to with a drawing but never got around to ittttt.. I'm sorry-)

Its been so long since you sent this I cant actually remember what it was referring to.💀 IM SO SORRY! Its still funny though! <XDD

(Another ask I was going to respond to with a comic- sorry for the lateness!)

Thank you so much! And yeah, "Jangles looks like Papyrus," I get that a lot <XD

(Yet another late ask that was meant to have a drawing attached😭 Sorry!)

(Bibi sweating profusely) "PLEASE do not die for me- I prefer you were alive--"

@minnesotamedic186 (ANOTHER late ask meant to have its own post but I got lazy😭💔Sorry!)

The basic idea for my Kirby AU is that I took the other metaknight's and added them to the Kirby Right back at Ya universe :00 I cant remember what info I shared before because this ask was sent so long ago.. but I'll just recap Axe Knights story because it has the most detail!

Axe Knight was Metaknight's first follower, and best friend. He was with Metaknight from the very beginning. They became star warriors together when they were both a bit young. Axe Knight truly believed in Metaknight. He saw greatness in his friend, he saw a true hero. And he truly believed Metaknight was going to end this war and save the world. Its because of this adoration and belief, that Axe Knight devoted himself to Metaknight and proclaimed himself to be his first follower.

It was not too long after when tragedy struck. A battle broke out and Axe knight sacrificed himself to protect Metaknight. As he lay on the ground, dying from his sacrifice.. he saw Metaknight too laying on the ground nearby. Unmoving, and in a pool of his own blood. Axe knight died with his heart twisted in grief. Thinking that his sacrifice had failed. And that his best friend had died.

Metaknight of course survived, and Axe Knights sacrifice was the only thing that saved him. But Axe Knight didn't know that before he died. Metaknight buried his best friend and left that planet in grief. Forever changed by this loss..

But Axe Knight.. wasn't totally gone. Axe died grieving, thinking that this world lost a great warrior; Metaknight. Thinking that it was so cruel Metaknight didn't get to live longer. To travel the universe and save lives. They were robbed of a hero. Because of Axe Knights failure. His soul was so disturbed that it couldn't move on. He later crawled out of his grave, with a fiery determination to make things right. To go out there and save as many lives as possible. To protect anyone he can and to help all who need him. Because that's what Metaknight would have done.

Eventually after years of blindly wandering the universe.. battling monsters and saving innocents.. he crosses paths with dreamland. He finds himself in a little town full of Cappys.. And then he runs in to a familiar face...

(ANOTHER ASK THAT WAS MEANT TO HAVE A DRAWING RESPONSE IM SORRY-)

I was going to draw a comic of Jangles making a vlog style video. "Hey guys, welcome to pranking with Jangles. Today I'm gonna prank Bibi by throwing this cheese slice at his face!"

He sneaks up behind Bibi who is sitting on a beanbag and reading or something- "Hey Bibi" He turns around

Jangles throws the cheese slice and it completely misses and just splats on the ground. "Oh oops"

Bibi: "????"

@uay778 (The last ask that I was going to draw something for and never got around to. So sorry!)

I was going to draw a comic to this where I replace the bandages with clean, fresh ones. But then they immediately get soaked with blood again XDD Its just a part of my design!

#my response #tw body horror #fnaf security breach #fnaf movie spoilers #fnaf movie #octonauts #deltarune #undertale #spamton #bibi and jangles

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soshaaaa · 2 months

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I MADE ASMO'S BUNNY EARS!!!!!!1!!1!1!111

I made the hat when FNAF movie came out, its on a headband and pretty steady. The ears are attached to the hat headband using hairclips. Works perfectly.

SOSHA BECAME BUNNY BOY FR 😱😱😱

I wanted to make them separate, but I don't have anything that would make them wearable, so they are in abusive relationships with the hat 😭

I made hat using cardboard and paper(and a ribbon), and i made ears using a lot of scotch and paper. I made one ear curved bc that looked better.

Idk click if ya wanna de-anon me, i made such OP makeup and even if that would make me deanoned, ya must see that shit, that looks so cool😭

Haha sosha is not anon anymore/close up ears

#obey me nightbringer #obey me #om! asmodeus #obey me shall we date #om! shall we date #asmodeus obey me #asmodeus #obey me asmodeus #bunny boy

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petitebonnie · 2 years

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♡ FNAF 1 x reader ♡

Characters: Bonnie

Incudles: light angst, fluff ♡

Being a janitor wasn't always the best. You had to clean up after kids and adults it isn't your fault. Out of all the jobs, this small town. This pizzeria joint had the better payment.

At night, you would clean everything up, tables, chairs, floors, bathrooms - anything that needs to be tidy up.

Bonnie watched you a lot.

He loves it when u mop the stage. He can see you way more closely than afar. He notices you like to listen to alternate rock and maybe a bit of metal. Which peeks his interest since he is a guitarist.

Bonnie really liked how you looked in your working clothes, how tightly the jeans would wrap around your thighs and waist how visible your booty was to him..

Your shirt is something he likes too- especially the upper area, if u get what I mean. Whether you had big breasts or not- he didn't care. He just liked that there is something to squish whenever he is in the mood.

Bonnie is very desperate to see you. So don't be mad at him, but he makes a mess near the stage. He loves seeing you sweep and mop the floors - bend over to pick up things and how you handle that stick.

But it wasn't the best outcome for you, of course, the other janitors that work the day shift to clean don't put the cleaning items away where they belong. So you have to find them which really stinks.

Bonnie enjoys seeing you struggle. You always made cute, annoyed facial expressions when u couldn’t find the broom or gloves. If he is feeling nice, he will find them and put them where they belong.

Also, how can I say this? uhm- Bonnie loves locking u inside the closet with him. It's kinda his space to get away from the others. At first, it freaked u out because hello - it's a huge bunny animatronic in the closet with u!!

He smoothly talked his way to you. Saying there isn't anything to worry about.. he forcefully hugs you. He gets a widdle angry if u don't hug him back. So he makes you in a gentle way sometimes.

You two could be stuck in that closet for hours- but he is a very active listener. Whenever u say something interesting, his ears perk up, and you love it. His big red eyes sparkle in interest.

Since you two now hang out in there, you make sure the closet is clean so you and him are very, very clean. You sit on his lap mainly, and he loves to snuggle. He shows his love to you with a much psychical touch.

You even read him stories too, maybe R.L. books. Slappy is his favorite, and yours too. The way you read to him gets his heart racing. You like to act with each different character to give him more volume.

♡ Which he appreciates so much. ♡

When it's time to go home, you are literally dragged back in the pizzeria. You try your best to get your things, but Bonnie is stubborn he thinks u should stay with him instead of leaving him.

So yes- he takes your stuff and puts it on high shelves or even hides it from you. Too make you stay it's not like you have anyone at home, but your kitten/pup.

You brought your pup/kitten to Bonnie, and boy was he jealous - he dispises that thing. As he likes to call it- he doesn't like how u praise them so much, pet them, and give them belly rubs. Feed them or hold them all the time.

But be extra careful not to leave your kitten/pup with Bonnie.

You made the mistake of doing so, and your poor baby was stuck in one of the big trees by the pizzeria. You were super mad at him and didn't talk to him for a day.

Until he was on his knees the next day holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers, begging for your forgiveness. Of course u gave in because u know how possessive he can be.

After that incident, he made you food, pizza, and mash potatoes. You had to admit- they both weren't very good. It's not as good as Chicas, but u ate it all to show appreciation.

♡ That's your big loving bunny, but he is just a bad cook. ♡

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daandyli0n · 2 months

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so. started watching a few Animatronic Restoration videos, and got a fun idea for a Fnaf au:

someone decides to try and fix up the Freddy's animatronics, and documents the full thing. ends up making paranormal content alongside their restorations because Ghosts™

they somehow even get into contact with Henry to get blueprints to figure out how to fix these guys. Henry decides "fuck it, why not?"

hell, Springtrap gets involved at some point. the second he gets involved with this, all the animatronics lose their shit, especially Fredbear. but this still happens pre-Ghost Realization.

the restorer is babysitting a bunch of ghost kids + keeping Springtrap from doing his Shenanigans™, and Henry is called repeatedly for help.

for the sake of this, we're calling the restorer "Ollie"

the progression:

"Hey, I'm fixing up these old animatronics from this old pizzeria! :D I've even gotten blueprints from the co-founder and creator!! We even have an old springlock suit from the mid-70's! It's the bear one, I think Mr. Emily called him Fredbear? Also this weird puppet thing Mr. Emily said was called Marionn. Boy, I have a lot of work to do to fix these guys up."

*finds dried blood on the inside* "Oh. Oh right, these were The Child Murder Robots™"

(very detailed, but respectful, True Crime episode where Ollie explains the MCI as they work. they try to pay their respects to the victims and their families in the video)

"Hey, Why Are The Robots Moving On Their Own"

"Oh, They're. Pretty Chill, Actually? Kinda. Fredbear is kinda iffy, but. I think he's warming up."

"Wow, Mr. Emily! How'd you make the robots so lifelike? *Henry stays silent on the other end of the line* ...Mr. Emily?"

"So. Big yellow robot bunny showed up randomly on my doorstep. Looks rotted and uh. Bloody as fuck. And the animatronics immediately became tense. Fredbear immediately tried to kill him though. So they're being kept in separate rooms for now."

"OH. OH, THERE'S AN ACTUAL FUCKING CORPSE IN THERE. HOLY SHIT, UM, WELL, TIME TO REPORT THAT- WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T THE COPS BELIEVE ME-"

"So, I've called Mr. Emily and asked him what the fuck to do, and he said to get rid of it like immediately. Alright, easy enough, I can do that-" *video cuts to Ollie sitting in a different room, blood leaking out of cuts on their face and shoulder, while there is the sounds of mechanical screeching and roaring are heard from another room in the background. they are holding their phone to their ear, breathing heavily and with a thousand yard stare* "OKAY MR. EMILY IT DIDN'T WORK, THE FUCK DO I DO NOW"

"Okay. For now we're just gonna leave the rabbit be for now. I'm gonna have to fix Fredbear's fur because apparently those two tried to kill each other while I went to call Mr. Emily."

"Hold Up, Are These Guys Haunted?" *two days later in the next video* "Oh, These Guys Are Fucking Haunted. BY CHILDREN."

*just an ENTIRE video of Ollie trying to talk to the kids. eventually learns that these are the MCI kids + Charlie and Adrian (CC)*

"Oh, the two kids inside Fredbear explains the "mood swings." Ah, that makes sense now."

*also figures out that Springtrap is possessed. By A Murderer. they have a fun time with this information /s*

*starts a video with a red mark around their neck, looking utterly exhausted, and with the sound of something clawing at a nearby door* "GUESS WHO WOKE UP TO THE ✨MURDER RABBIT✨ TRYING TO CHOKE THEM TO DEATH IN THEIR SLEEP AT 2:17 IN THE MORNING!! GUESS WHO HAS TO BE LOCKED IN THE BASEMENT AT NIGHT NOW!!"

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW HE GOT OUT OF THE WORKSHOP, JESUS CHRIST-"

*videos that are basically just them talking to the ghosts. sometimes they talk to Springtrap*

"So, I get a lot of comments asking me what it's like, why I keep the Corpse Rabbit around despite there being the Literal Corpse Of A Murderer in there And him trying to kill me, and about my knowledge of the Fazbear Lore™, let me answer it in this order for ya:

First, stop bringing up the "William Afton", "Bunch of dead Afton kids", and "Bite of '87" shit. I dunno what y'all mean by a lot of that, and I haven't had the time or the energy to ask Mr. Emily what any of that is supposed to mean.

Second, I explained in a previous video that I tried to bring up the corpse thing to the authorities and they didn't really do anything about it despite me reporting a Literal Corpse, so there's that.

Finally:"

*camera pans. Chica (Susie) is gently trying to pet Ollie's dog. Bonnie (Jeremy) is trying to play Guitar Hero, but the massive fingers are making it hard. Foxy (Fritz) is watching some sort of YouTube video on pirate facts, tail wagging. Freddy (Gabriel) is just lying on the floor and playing Toreador March as he stares at the ceiling. Fredbear (Adrian) is surrounded by plushies, and generally looks content. Marionn (Charlie) is sitting next to Freddy and fiddling with some of Ollies tools and spare parts. the camera pans back.*

*in the most affectionate voice possible* "I'm Running A Fucking Daycare Now."

that's all i've got for now :]

#fnaf #fnaf au #this is what i thought about when i watched a few Animatronic Restoration videos: That But Fnaf #Fazbear Restoration au

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blackypanther9 · 1 year

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Dad…? – Dad!William x Son!Reader

So, I got inspired by the FNaF fan game called "The Glitched Attraction" and I thought I could write a small Oneshot. I am not back sadly, my motivation is low and I have been gone for a while now, but as I promised I will post drafts and small things I still have not published. This is an Au of mine where Gregory ain't a robot but is related to the Afton Family. I know about the Theories and all, but I just wanted to make it a bit more wholesome. Please don't kill meh. Q-Q

Dexter is Reader

Dexter got a message about a challenging game. So far he made it, but he doubted that is friend texted him. Alex, his best bud, wrote him about this FNaF attraction thing. There were 7 stages and they all were kinda like an escape room game.

Dexter only gave it a try, because he hoped to find his long missing Father. With his Brother, Michael, gone…he was the only one to find his Father. Michael died in the Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Place location, his own restaurant, because it was light on fire. He didn’t make it out in time… Just like Uncle Henry Emily.

Dexter wants his Dad back… Since he was gone, Dexter’s life went downhill. His Girlfriend left him, admitting that she just wanted into his Dad’s pants for money, he had a cat that his Father gifted him that died unexpectedly, Evan didn’t make it through his Coma and died, the house he inherited is getting very expensive, Dexter just recently lost his job too and now Michael is…gone too.

Mike had more luck then Dexter, which Dexter was jealous about. Mike had a child. Sadly Dexter found out that his Girlfriend threw the boy out and he couldn’t find him anywhere, otherwise he would have taken care of his Nephew…

Dexter felt like a failure since his Father went missing.

He ran out of the room from Michael’s Pizzeria replica.

“Scraptrap still sits there…good.”, Dexter murmured and rushed outside.

He had REPEL on the whole time to keep Scrapbaby away from him. He heard the vents and he quickly ran to the right one and pulled the lever multiple times to flash Molten Freddy. After he left, Dexter ran back inside and put the last 2 pieces of the flyer together. He let Helpy look over it and after he cheered another door opened and he quickly grabbed the chain cutter and ran like the Devil was chasing him.

He quickly cut the chains on the doors and then pushed them open. Then he ran for it and soon reached 2 doors to an underneath location. He opened them and climbed down the latter.

“What is this…?”

Dexter followed the walls and looked if any door opened, but nope…that was until the last one at the end of the hall. It opened and a beeping filled his ears. He went inside the room and looked around.

‘What the hell is this…?’

Dexter looked to his right and saw a big container looking thing standing there.

‘Is this a Lab ?’

He went over to the Computer and turned off the beeping that was caused because of Human Motion. Then he read 3 things…

‘Blueprints…Bin and…rem.dco…What is that ?’

He clicked on the rem.doc and read it.

“A body…Remnant…The fuck…?”, he whispered confused.

Then he remembered the terrifying Video from the tape that he found in the secret lab in the Warehouse and the instructions on the white boards.

He clicked it off and then read the Blueprints, which shocked him. Then the Human Motion turned on again. Dexter stepped away from the Computer, someone grabbed the back of his head and he turned around. He saw a white bunny mascot with red eyes and it swung a Baseball bat at his head.

He groaned and fell down, dazed.

It grabbed him and then started to drag him. After he came to, he saw an Endo Skeleton and on the other side he saw the Charging Station he read about. He saw a bunny looking Animatronic in there. Then the Rabbit appeared in his face again with a knife.

It prepared everything to take his life, until the rabbit let out a screech and pointed at itself and then at Dexter. The white Bunny left Dexter be and then filled the Charging Station with red smoke.

‘Is that Remnant ?’

Then the doors opened and out stepped the Rabbit, chuckling darkly. It had a dead body with itself and Dexter gulped, then took a closer look at the Animatronic and he gasped.

He shakily stood up.

“Springbonnie ?”, Dexter asked and pointed at the broken Animatronic.

It stopped and stared at him. It cooked its head and nodded.

“But…how…? Father said he destroyed you since the bite… WAIT ! Do you perhaps know where Dad is ?”, Dexter asked.

It only cooked its head further.

“You know… your Creator ? William Afton ? Do you know where he is ? I have been searching him for years now… Michael wouldn’t help me find him and now he is dead. I am the only one remaining…”

The Animatronic stared at Dexter with wide eyes and its head was straightened again.

“Dext..er ?”, it asked.

“Yes ! It’s me. Father missed out on a lot since he was gone… Who even was the unfortunate fellow in the suit ?”

The white Rabbit looked at the broken one.

“Boss ?”, it said.

Dexter looked at the white rabbit.

“So cool ! You are a female ?! Wow ! It is so rare to meet a female being a killer. Most of them scream like babies and run. It is so cool meeting woman that aren’t like such pussies.”

“You’re not scared ?”, she asked.

“Scared ? Nope. Dad was a Murderer too. He swore he would never hurt me and Mike though. At least he did murder after Evan was bit by Fredbear and in the hospital…He went totally insane after that. Michael never forgave himself for that accident. That was why he tried to undo what Father did, setting every soul free and then go down with the ship himself. But…I guess he forgot about this guy there. Still sad that he never had time to help me search Father…”

“Your Father was William Afton ?”

Dexter nodded then pointed at the broken Rabbit.

“Yes and he always told me that Springbonnie will know where Dad is. It was hard to recognize him, but the mask says it all with the structure. I thought Dad got rid of him, which was saddening to me… I loved Springy…”

“Springy ?”

“I called him that for short. You know before the bite, Springbonnie always walked around and entertained kids, without being in Costume mode. He was so good programmed by Dad that he almost had his own consciousness and we always talked and hung out when we could. He liked my Nickname for him.”, Dexter said smiling.

Then he frowned.

“He was my only friend…”

“William never was inside him when you talked with him ?”

Dexter chuckled.

“I knew when he was in there and when he wasn’t. Springy acted very funny when Dad was inside him. Sure he gave Springbonnie his voice, but Springy acted way cooler without Dad inside him. There was always a huge difference when Dad wore him.”

“Did he know ?”

“Nope… Well actually he did, but in the past he tried to tell me that I was just imagining it. But even after I was 10 years old he still acted like he had his own mind, so yeah… I think Springy actually had his own consciousness at some point.”

Then he turned to the broken rabbit again and smiled a sad smile.

“Sometimes he even told me that he would do anything just to see the outside world for once. It is sad that someone possesses him now, but I hope his tracker still works so I can find out where Father is.”

The broken rabbit went to Dexter’s direction and stopped as he was right in front on him.

“It’s….meeee.”, he said.

Dexter cooked his head in confusion.

“Eeeehhh ? I know that you are Springbonnie…”

“He means that he is William Afton.”, the white bunny said.

Dexter’s eyes widened and his head snapped to the white bunny.

“EEEEHHHH ?! WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN ?! DAD IS A FURRY NOW ?!”

The bunny giggled while the broken one didn’t look amused.

“Well, as soon as he went missing he was dead and inside Springbonnie, which turned into Springtrap at some point and then into Scraptrap. Now his name is Burntrap.”

Dexter stared at the bunny.

“Wait…so you weren’t kidding ? That is Dad in there ?”

She nodded.

Dexter slapped his hand over his mouth and then looked back at Burntrap.

“Holy shit….Dad…I’m so sorry. If I would have known sooner I would have taken you home when I visited Fazbear’s Fright that day ! I didn’t know ! I swear ! I didn’t recognize you at all ! But…wait…Mike…Did he know ?!”

Burntrap nodded.

“Why…why didn’t he TELL me ?! He knew I was looking for you !”

“Him and Mr. Emily planned to send him to hell, because he killed the Missing Children and Charlie Emily.”

Dexter started to sob and looked away.

“WHAT THE FUCK ?! WHAT A HYPOCRITE ! HE KNEW JUST AS MUCH AS ME THAT DAD LOST IT AFTER EVAN ! NO NEED TO BURN FATHER FOR THAT !”

Burntrap opened his arms and came closer to Dexter, intending to hug him, but Dexter backed away alarmed, with wide eyes. That hurt William.

“Don’t come any closer ! I am crying, what were you thinking ?! You could set off the Springlocks again !”, Dexter scolded him sobbing and sniffling.

“They won’t. I made sure of it.”, the white bunny said.

“Are you sure, Lady ?”

“It’s Vanny and yes. I am sure.”

“O-okay…”

With that he came closer to Burntrap and hugged him tightly. He hugged his Son back and Dexter balled his eyes out right then and there. Burntrap looked at Vanny.

“Illusion…..disk….please…”, he got out.

She nodded and rushed off to get him one.

“Your Voice Box is utter shit.”, Dexter said lightly.

“Not….properly….fixed….”

Dexter sighed and parted from Burntrap. He sniffled and wiped away his tears. He then looked at his chest and saw the Voice box. He instantly saw the problem.

“The red wire is loose and the blue one is slightly snapped… I can fix it for you. Also the black cable and the yellow one are switched into the wrong places.”

He nodded and then Dexter started to fumble on it. He stuck the red one fully into the voice box. Then he got out some cable tape from his right pocket and fixed the blue one and made sure it is inside the voice box properly and then he switched the black and yellow cable around and stuck them into their right places.

His hands were oily as he pulled them out, but he couldn’t give two shits. He smiled at his Dad.

“Done. Try to talk now !”

“I am surprised that you know how to fix a Voice box…Thank you, Son.”, Burntrap said.

“You have no idea how many times I secretly worked on Springy behind your back. He guided me with his voice box the first 3 times and then when it was really broken I knew instantly how to fix it or even replace it. I always helped and wanted you to have less stress at work to deal with. I saw how much sleep you lost and how little you ate. I was worried sick and Springy’s voice box bugged out and broke a lot. So I helped !”

Burntrap stared at Dexter in surprise.

“You are right. I never knew you even worked on him at all. Thank you again then… I always thought Henry did the fixing, because I knew that Springbonnie broke down a lot. It was suspicious that it suddenly was supposed to have stopped.”

Dexter smirked and then Vanny came back with an illusion disk. Burntrap took it and put it on himself. It activated and suddenly Burntrap was looking like William Afton.

He had chocolate brown hair, white eyes, black dress shoes and pants and a purple jacket on. His hair was middle long and done in a low pony tail. He smiled at Dexter.

“I am so glad I at least found you now.”, Dexter said, but there was sadness in it.

William grew concerned.

“What happened, Son ?”

“Well…After you were missing…everything went down… My Girlfriend admitted that she just wanted to get into your pants and left, Michael’s friends blamed Mike for the prank even though it was Mark’s idea and they left him all alone, Mike became depressed and saw it his mission to set everyone free that possessed an Animatronic to redeem himself for accidently hurting Evan, Evan died 2 days after you went missing he died of a heart attack, after 4 months of you being gone…Tiger died all of a sudden, the house you made me inherit was suddenly getting very difficult to hold, because I got fired from my job for no reason all of a sudden and then Mike died… There wasn’t anything good that happened since you left, to make me feel a little bit different than just grief and self hate…”

William’s eyes were wide in utter shock at all these news.

“Michael never had time for me, so I suffered in silence and alone. No one to turn to. And then…I was in Circus Baby’s Entertainment and Rental and repaired Baby, thinking maybe I can use your Animatronics to make money to keep the house and property…and I found Elizabeth inside it, rotten, mangled corpse. I told Mike and he burned the whole place down, claiming that Lizzy possessed CB most possibly… So there went my idea with the other way of getting income.”

William’s eyes held a lot of shock and sympathy.

“I tried to ask Mike if I can use Afton Robotics, which he inherited from you, to make my own Animatronics, but he said no and I couldn’t sway his mind either… I was too qualified for most jobs, which was why no one wanted me and for other jobs I was too under qualified. So I am stuck. Mike had more luck than me in Family though… He has a Son…but his Girlfriend kicked him out and I can’t find the boy… I wanted to take him under my wing. Sure I am very poor right now, but he is still Family. But I can’t find him. Fazbear Entertainment opened a new location, called The Mega Pizzaplex… Maybe there I can find the boy.”

“What’s his name ?”, William asked.

“Gregory Bill Afton.”

“Bill is one of my nicknames…”

“He loved you just as much as I did. I am not sure if he burned you to punish you or if he tried to set you free, but he still named the boy like this. And he said he doesn’t regret it.”

William sighed and then looked at Vanny.

“We have an Underground tunnel that leads to the Pizzaplex. Let us go and search for Gregory.”

Dexter smiled brightly and hugged his Father tighter.

“Thank you, Dad !”

“Always, Son.”

With that they made their way to the Pizzaplex underground.

#FNaF #Five Nights at Freddy's #Burntrap #William Afton #Male!Reader #Vanny #Fanfiction #Oneshot #Fluff #Angst #Hurt!Reader #Son!reader #Dad!William #MY AU

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tr4sh-u · 2 years

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I'm bored so time to talk about fnafhs and my au again ooooooo

So, the villains, boy do i have a love hate relationship with them in the series, eak is neat although i feel like his whole mexican deal is kinda stereotypical sometimes (not my place to judge as i'm argentinian), towntrap i have mixed opinions bc yeah i really like his character but i also can't stand his ass sometimes, cami i fucking hate her i do not hold a single bit of love same with owynn that bitch has me pissed for no damn reason, i love quirky characters but this bitch has no respect from me i only see him as a fucking joke, if i were freddy i would've dressed as a magical girl and beaten owynn to death with a stick while screaming in the name of friendship. GOD DOES OWYNN AND CAMI MAKE MY BLOOD BOIL.

Rant off now i'll talk about what i'm planning them to be in the au

So i decided to actually make the villains characters from like the actual games and lore because like the fact the villains in fnafhs are completely made up and not even inspired by the actual villains in fnaf makes me mad. (although yeah a good chunk of the bad guys from fnaf where shown way later so i do give that)

Towntrap (and springtrap too because yeah): ok so with t-trap and springtrap i decided to make their whole deal more defined. T-trap in this au is no longer just an oc from the series, in this au he's going to be plushtrap, which means that yeah, in this au towntrap is a child while all the others are teens, which tbh it's kinda interesting as i could pull the found family trope somehow.

Springtrap in this au is t-trap's older brother and excluding the actual leader of the villains (i'll talk about him later) he's like the oldest, since he's 17 and in senior year of highschool. He likes building robots and he's introverted, he's pretty grumpy, but behind that facade he built there's a depressed, anxious teen who's unhappy with his life and just wants to be noticed by the world.

Springtrap used to be best friends with golden back when they were both really young but they were forcefully separated due to a strong rivalry spring's mom had with golden's parents. Spring after that incident always still tried to act like a rival or enemy to golden but golden never understood and just saw it as him playing or joking. Basically springtrap would try bullying golden by calling him a homo and golden would respond "but spring, you've been through my house" thinking spring called him homeless.

Cami (ignore i jumped eak, i just still don't know what to do with him):

With Cami i tried turning her into something i would actually love and also making her more inspired by vanny, hence why i called her Vanilla (nickname is vani).

She actually sort of has a design, unlike the others, here are some pictures

Also she actually has a bunny hat, like you know, those that can move their ears and stuff.

She's this strange girl who although introverted has somehow managed to have friends. Vanilla is a strange girl in the sense that she likes stalking students and her classmates, likes collecting bones from animals and is really obsessed with true crime, paranormal content and witchy stuff too. Her hobbies are programming and drawing, and she's a part of the villains just because she finds it fun, exciting and amusing being able to bother student's who just want to build a music band. Springtrap is scared of vani because she never explained how she managed to get so many animal bones from the forest.

Owynn

With owynn is where the wackyness actually begins since i decided that to actually like him way more his redesign and story would be hella inspired by glitchtrap.

So, since glichtrap is hella tied to electronics and games since he's a literal glitch, i decided that owynn in this au isn't even human, but a computer virus that infects the school computers. This virus was caused accidentally by a student that just wanted to watch some anime on a pirated website but pressed on one of the ads. The origins of this owynn are unknown, who created him is completely unknown, the only known thing is that he expands and gets smarter each minute.

Ok no more nonsense or else i'll go mad.

Also ho ho ho foxy's redesign is coming soon

#fnafhs #fhsz3r0 #fhszero #Someone please take me down i can't stop

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dish-licker · 10 months

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Based on outfit details like the bunny ears, hook, etc. Seems like there are too many boys here? What do you think?

(EDIT: Guys I just found out that Cassidy possesses golden freddy?? And is not that spirit that possesses Bonnie? My life is a lie. FNAF lore is too much for me)

#five nights and freddy's #five nights at freddy's movie #fnaf #freddy movie #ghost children

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cotttagecream · 5 months

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Bunny Harem AU 1/2

this is a little thing i wrote weeks ago to explain the dynamic between my friend @s1llydr3amscape's AU Spingtrap and my FNAF oc Goldie! hope u enjoy

It was just another day at the Pizza Plex, looking after children never stopped until closing. Goldie got a few hours to herself, to wind down- and spend time with her current partner. Little did she know a dark relic of the past would creep up on them.

Her noise twitched as her ears perked slightly, turning her head to the dark, shady corner of an exist. Springtrap needed her. They always had a way of knowing, as if the two were connected somehow. A young boy tugged on her dress, causing her to turn to focus on him.

"Yes, love? What is it?"

Goldie managed to catch a few minutes to herself as she distracted the children with coloring books and stickers. She made her way to the dark corner, turning as she let out a sigh of relief.

"They always love you, huh?" Springtrap mused, causing Goldie to let out a small yelp of surprise. Although she was well aware of her presence, he tended to always scare her. She could tell her partner liked the thrill of it.

"Springy .. you know not to bother me while I'm working, but I suppose it's important-” Goldie paused, looking up to see Springtrap wasn't focusing on her. He was focusing on the children. Watching their every movement. All of it.

"Springy ..? Springtrap?" She blinked, raising a hand to nudge at him. She didn't respond. Like he was locked into a spell.

"Springtrap!" Goldie squeaked out, causing him to snap out of it. Her eyes narrowed as he looked down, using broken down hand to cup Goldie's cheek.

".. I- I apologize. There is something we must discuss." He hesitated, and she noticed this. Goldie wrapped a hand around his own, closing one of her eyes. Surely whatever he had to tell her couldn't be so bothersome, so serious that it caused her distress .. right?

"What's bothering you ..?"

#oc #bunny harem au #springtrap #springtrap au #goldie bunny #fnaf #fnaf fanfic #oc x canon

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keysorsomething · 5 months

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In the Eye of the Beholder

I'm posting this here just bc I haven't posted anything in a while, but this isn't anything CoDrelated sorry :(( Basically, I saw the FNaF movie opening weekend and haven't recovered from the FNaF phase revival (not sure I ever recovered from the first one tbh) and when I was yapping at my mom I came up with a dumb theory about Pittrap, and then rewrote the book from his perspective Cross-posted on Ao3

The Yellow Thing did not know what he was.

He had fuzzy memories of being a man, and not this weird bunny thing. He had memories of his face, of building the robots, of a man whose name started with an H, of killing those kids in the backroom. That was the freshest memory in his mind, mostly because that was only the action he had ever taken.

It happened every day. He was locked in this silent prison of a loop, this single day. Of leading the little girl with the bouncing blonde curls who followed him while her tiny hand was engulfed by his, as she asked quiet questions about a dog. Slashing her throat as she looked down into the dark inside of the gray box. Then he cleaned his knife, closed the box, and laid her body against the wall of the party room, her eyes wide open in frozen fear. Then it was time to find the next kid.

The boy stood outside Pirate’s Cove, pouting up at the Out of Order sign. He had a black eye on the right side of his face. He walks behind the bunny silently, eyes on the floor. He scrambles away from the rabbit when he spots the knife, but he’s too short to reach the doorknob without looking.

Then comes the little girl with the black pigtails, who kicks him in the shin and goes to grab a used pizza plate off of a table, but he catches her wrist before she hits him with it. She’s the smallest he kills today. She's the smallest he kills every day.

Next comes the boy who hides under a table in the empty party room when he’s brought there, with his short brown hair and tanned skin. The last kid is the boy in the paper bunny ears. He was the rabbit’s favorite the first time, but he’s learned from then. This boy hits him in the stomach and then the jaw, but he still goes down. They all go down. Now it was time to wait.

The Yellow Rabbit knew there was a reason he was doing it. He had fuzzy memories of big, scary machines. Of some sort of nightmarish out-of-body experience, like all the others. He sees himself through the eyes of the man, full of tears as he begs the one whose name starts with H to bring him a screwdriver.

But now it was time to wait for the day to be over. His ears twitch. No one except the kids that were supposed to see him saw him, and nobody saw those five. They weren’t really there, not the way the other kids were. He steps out of the party room, scanning around the main room. Then he spots it. A movement in the ball pit catches his eye, and a boy with brown hair and big, pouty brown eyes pops up, having sneezed. The Bunny stiffens, holding a breath that never was going to come.

William leans over the table, chatting with Henry as the two watch little Charlotte taking cautious bites of pizza. She was so tiny, the youngest of the kids between the two.

He coos at her as she sits in her dad’s lap, “Is it good?” He asks with a chuckle, and the girl nods. She was always a smart kid. It was almost scary. He reaches out, gently rubbing the back of her head. And then there’s a scream. He looks up and instantly spots it. Micheal and his little posse of teen boys standing around the stage, his other son hanging limply from Fredbear’s mouth. “Henry… get me a screwdriver,” He orders, stepping back.

“What?” Henry asks, turning as he follows William’s form rushing around the table and up to the stage.

“Screwdriver, dangit, a screwdriver!” William responds, never one to cuss in front of the children. He pushes Micheal back, letting the boy in the Bonnie mask catch him. The kids back away, arguing between themselves. William looks around desperately, pulling out his key ring. He spots a man huddling over his own daughter, her black hair and green eyes barely peaking over his shoulder, wide in fear. The two had just moved there, but William had talked to the man a couple of times, even though he was totally blanking on his name. “You, green tie,” He calls, and the man turns. William tosses him the small golden key, which he catches effortlessly. “My office, call the police.” The man nods, taking his daughter with him.

“Daddy?” Elizabeth’s voice is behind him, but he doesn’t hear her. His ears ring over all the sound around him, but he sees the screwdriver come into his sight line. He snaps it up, desperately unscrewing the animatronic bear’s mouth. The jaw comes undone, blood all over everything. William can’t bring himself to be upset about that. Not when his son is in his arms. His blood was all over William’s hands. All over the brown hair, all over his striped shirt, his pouty brown eyes frozen in silent fear as tear stains streak down his cheeks.

The Bunny shakes his head, backing away from the open room. He peaked around the corner, watching as the boy talked to two others.

The Rabbit could swear that the boy sees him when his head flips around every now and again. His brown eyes pierce through him, questioningly. But not like how the other kids did, where they would look through him like glass. This glare was in an attempt to understand what he was doing.

It made the being’s heartache. If it had one, but that was debatable. It didn’t even know its anatomy. It had just remembered his name.

The boy looks so much like the kid he remembered. The Rabbit wasn’t sure if the kid was his son or his son, it wasn’t sure where one began and the other ended, It wasn’t sure how much or how little of him he was, but he had to be him, at least a little. He had his memories, his actions, and his stage persona. It was confusing.

The Bunny looks away for just a moment, just a second, and the boy is gone. He looks around desperately, but there’s no way to find him. Beyond the soft rumble of the balls in the ball pit. The boy had left the way he came, and he may never come back. That thought upsets The Rabbit. He does not want the boy to come back. That thought worries him.

So he tries to forget about the boy. About how much he looks like the kid in that memory - about that memory. He tries to think about how much it hurts when the girl with the black pigtails kicks him, but he just sees the other girl with black pigtails held up by the bright green scrunchies who are carried off to his office by her dad in the green tie.

So instead he tries to focus on the other kids, but the blood on his hands just reminds him of that scene. And so many others.

“Lizzie put your seat belt on,” William tells her, looking up at her through the mirror. The girl seems too busy with her ice cream to focus on her safety. Something ever so common with her. He huffs, turning all the way around to her with a gentle smile on his face. He offers his hand out, “Here, I can hold it for you,” He offers.

She pulls the cone closer to her, eyeing him suspiciously, “Don’t eat any,” She states firmly, eyeing him up. He chuckles, extending his hand more.

“I won’t, I promise,” William replies, taking the cone from her as she tentatively extends it. He watches as she clicks the seat belt back into place, grinning. “Good girl,” He replies, handing the cone back. Vanilla ice cream, plain. She didn’t like toppings on it. It ‘ruined the tasting experience for her’. He didn’t understand, but he didn’t mind. Why would he when he could just make his little girl happy?

She takes it carefully, instantly biting into the top of the soft ice cream. He chuckles again, sliding his hand back to gently touch the back of her head, before pulling away and placing his hands back on the steering wheel. Of, course, as it always is, his pager goes off before he can pull away. He huffs, pulling it out of his back pocket. Elizabeth stops enjoying her ice cream, looking up at him.

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” She asks from the back seat. William looks down at the small box in his hand, at the blinking number on the screen.

395248.

“We have to get your brother from the police station,” He replies, tossing the device in his cup holder. His daughter pouts from behind him.

“Again?”

“Again.”

The Bunny leaves the children where they always are, looking around the main room. The bright lights, the happy laughs, and the thrilled screams of children. Nothing like the empty party room in the back where the kids cried and screamed in fear.

Then it happens again, the ball pit moves, and that crown of brown hair pops out. Those same pouty brown eyes shift from side to side before the boys from the day before approach him. He smiles, hopping out of the pit. They play one of the games together for a while, before eating some pizza. The boy stares at The Bunny as The Bunny stares back the whole time, like he wants to mention it but he doesn’t. At least as far as The Bunny knows. It can't hear him over all of the sounds of the Pizzeria.

The boy comes back the next day and the day after that. That fourth day something special happens. Something that has never happened before.

A boy with big, fluffy hair in a polo shirt The Bunny had seen a few times hanging around the boy and another kid - A lanky one with glasses and dark skin, especially around the Skee-ball machines - enters the room just as The Bunny props up the final body. He drops his cup, gasping. “Mike! Mike!” He calls, turning on his heels and scrambling out of the party room.

Mike… Mike…

“Micheal!” William called, stomping down the hall. “Mikey! Lizzie! Anyone?” His heart was racing in his ears as he through his house. He'd found the letter on the front door with her wedding ring tapped to it. She had left, and he was worried his kids had too.

Or maybe he was worried they were still there. That would have meant they were left alone in the house for god knows how long. Sure, Mike was 15, but he wasn't old enough to care for an eight and four-year-old. And William didn't want Micheal alone anyway - he'd already had to buy the kid and him pagers so that the police wouldn't have to call every time he knocked over a trash can. Not that his wife cared, Micheal was her baby boy. No matter how often he harassed their youngest or how many times they had to pay people off to keep him out of Juvie.

Speak of the Devil, his left door swings open. He seems grumpy, rubbing at his eye. But William knows it's a bluff, the kid was up playing his Atari or looking at dirty magazines he’d stolen from a store or something a teenage delinquent would do. Something that was definitely not sleeping at 9:30.

But in that moment William doesn't care. He doesn't care about all the times he had to pull his youngest off the floor because of Micheal’s prank, or having to buy a pager or all the graffiti, or having to install the cameras so he could watch him from work, or Micheal staying up past when he should, or any petty theft, or all the times he fought with his wife on what to do about Micheal’s behavior, all he cares about is his son.

William drops to his knees, “Mikey,” He chokes out, pulling his son in.

“Uhh, Dad, what are you doing?” Micheal asks, tense in the hold.

“Mike, where's your mom?” William asks softly, pulling back to gently rub the very back of Micheal’s head.

“She went to the store like, 40 minutes ago, why?” Micheal responds, cocking a brow. William shakes his head. He's trying so hard not to cry.

“Don't worry about it, Mikey, just…” William sighs. His youngest comes up to him, tugging on his shirt, the small bear plush William made special for him tight in his grasp. William wraps his other son in another hug.

But as his chin rests on top of the boy’s head, being gently brushed against by his fluffy hair, William asks himself how he could possibly break the news to his children. It wasn't every day he had to explain their mother wasn't coming home. Ever again.

“Hey,” He starts, pulling his son into his chest and laying his hand on Micheal’s shoulder. “How about I get Lizzie, and we spend the night together? A big, family sleepover.”

Micheal rolls his eyes, “I’m not a toddler,” He huffs. William just chuckles.

“Well then, more for your brother,” He comments, and Micheal looks up at him with that competitive fire in his eyes. The one that tells William if he just put his energy into something else, he'd be a star football player. Or some other sport, but William always imagines watching his son slam into other players, knocking them down and the ball out of their hands. Perhaps it didn't have to be so dramatic a change.

“Oh, fuck he will!” Micheal replies, starting off down the hall. William didn't like it when Micheal ran in the house, or swore in front of his siblings - or any of the town's kids, for that matter - but it didn't matter tonight. Maybe it wouldn't matter tomorrow night either.

William approached Lizzie, always the heaviest sleeper of his kids - probably because she was the only one asleep, really - gently shaking her awake and posing the offer. Her eyes light up, that piercing green shining despite the lack of light. She may have had his wife’s hair and face shape, but there was no doubt she was William’s daughter. She was probably the most like him, with his smile and tastes. Like vanilla ice cream. Even though he usually opted for sprinkles. Maybe a cherry on top.

He was gonna get her all the vanilla ice cream she could eat tomorrow. But for tonight, he lays in bed with his three children. He tries to keep together when he's asked why and where his wife is, pressing soft kisses into the back of Micheal’s head, the top of his younger son’s, and Elizabeth's forehead.

His son lay on his chest, Elizabeth on his right, and Micheal on his left. Micheal faces away from him.

By the time The Rabbit comes back, he hears police sirens in the distance. Not that he'd ever heard police sirens before, but William had. The Rabbit starts to panic. He had to hide. He had to get out of here. There’s banging and screams in the main rooms, the sound of people slamming on doors. He peeks out from the room, and then he spots it, that brown hair.

The boy. The Rabbit seems to snag his attention and the two stare at each other for a moment. Then The Rabbit tilts its head forward and beckons the boy to follow him.

And the boy does. Like those kids before him, the boy does. But now, the rabbit gets it. Why those kids had to die.

William's shoulders lean forward, his face in his hands and his elbows on the bed next to his son. His boy. He was two hours from home, in a big hospital with his youngest son because the hospital back home couldn't sustain him. It was too small, just a clinic really.

One of the nurses was a young woman, who often struck up brief conversations with William. They range from asking about the son in the bed, to his other kids, to about Henry or his wife. But what intrigued William most was when she would talk at him instead of to him. She told stories about her travels around the world, exploring different cultures. She spoke a lot about various places around the world’s beliefs around life after death.

What always got him to sit up, engaged, his eyes off his son for even the briefest of moments, was when she spoke of this kind of folklore. She spoke about lingering souls, how distress in death is sometimes believed to leave an imprint of the human who had died. She told stories on stories, all of which got him invested.

She brought him a book, after a while. One full of the stories she told, and some she hadn’t. He read it obsessively, eyes scanning each page over and over. It was so detailed, so interesting. She would tell him more, adding fuel to the fire that was starting to burn inside of him. It gave him ideas. Awful ideas, but ideas nonetheless. He looked for other books, other tales like this. But there was never enough research. He’d just have to do it himself.

Remnant, agony. It didn't matter if they were one in the same or not—they were his ticket out of this. They were his son's ticket out of this. He read all he could, asked the nurse all he could, and when there were no more pages to read and she couldn’t answer his questions anymore, he went back to what he did best. He planned. He drew and drew and drew. All kinds of new animatronics. Some of them were variations on old designs, some were entirely new. And he knew what needed to be done when he got home.

He did not cry as he saw his son’s casket lowered to the ground. He merely looked down at the hole, and then at the maillia folder in his hands. And he made one single promise.

“I will put you back together.”

And so it made perfect sense to The Rabbit. Here was the boy, his boy, the one he had killed for! He’d show his son his handiwork, and then they'd hug and go home to get his sister and they'd go for ice cream. And then it would all be okay again.

He’ll be all okay again. His loop had been broken, so obviously his goal was completed.

Life would go back to normal. He would be the man he once was again.

But the boy runs from him when he sees the bodies. The Rabbit can't help but be hurt, he had done this for him.

The Rabbit chases the boy down the hall, watching him disappear under the shiny plastic of the balls. He plunges in, in a desperate attempt to find the boy. And his arms pop up on the other side.

There he finds a man, another man, yelling at his son. Well, that just can't stand. He pulls the man into the pit, leaving him there. He does not know what will happen to the man, but he does not care. He had killed many more for his son, this man is the least of the blood on his hands.

The boy looks up at him in fear as he adjusts his bowtie and brushes off his chest fur. Before the boy can back away too far, he wraps his arm around him. The grin on his face is permanent, but for now, it feels real. Genuine.

He lead his boy out of the building as the man behind the counter speaks in a tired voice, “See you later, guys.” He blinks slowly at the pair as The Bunny waves bye to him.

The Rabbit takes his son outside and puts him in the car, carefully clicking the seat belt around him. Safety first. Then, he walks around the car and gets in the driver's seat, buckling himself in. He locks the door as he starts to adjust the mirrors.

There's a soft, failed click from the locks on the other side of the door before his boy speaks up again. “Wait,” He starts, turning to The Rabbit with wide eyes. “Can you do any of this? Can you even drive a car?”

The Rabbit isn't sure if he can respond, so he doesn't, instead pulling out of the small parking lot and onto the road. The town looks much different than it did before, from his memories. But that was okay. The layout didn't change much. He stops at a red light before the boy speaks again.

“What did you do to my dad?” There's a churn in The Bunny’s arguably existing heart, hearing his son call that man dad. Perhaps he meant stepdad, and his wife remarried. Perhaps he would have to explain his disappearance. It didn't matter. “Where are you taking me?” The boy’s voice is so shakey, it hurts The Bunny more.

It still does not respond. It just keeps driving, mostly on auto-pilot.

“How do you know where I live?” Is a question The Rabbit could answer, if it could speak. Because I live there too, silly, he wants to say, but he won't try. Whatever left him a Rabbit must have made his voice warped, right?

The Bunny pulls in, and gets out of the car, catching his son as he almost tumbles onto the ground and leading him to the door. He pulls the key off his neck, unlocking the door. He gently pushed his son inside by the shoulders, patting them once he was inside. The cat walks out, hissing at him before retreating up the stairs. Funny, he didn't remember having a cat. To be fair, he also didn't remember what his wife looked like or the name of the son he was standing in front of, so it was entirely plausible that the cat had always been there. And maybe he smelled funny.

“You can't do this!” His son starts, tears in his eyes. He was always crying. It hurt William, and it hurt The Rabbit too. “This—this is kidnapping or something! My mom will be home soon, and she'll call the police!” He states, and that makes The Bunny think. Was he in his ex-wife’s house? Had he remarried? Had he done something to upset his son? Perhaps showing him the bodies was too much, he remembered that he hadn't really put the dog’s body in the box—it was just a plush.

He must have been thinking for a while because he’s snapped out of his line of questions by his son sighing. “I'm going to my room now, okay? I’m not trying to escape. I'm just going to my room,” The Rabbit finds the insistence suspicious, but he hears the door slam from upstairs, so it must be true.

Well, onto his next move. He prances over to the kitchen, looking through the freezer before finding a frozen potpie. Chicken. Yum. He follows the instructions on the back, before being startled by the label.

Best by December 2019. 2019? No, that couldn't be possible. It was 1985. The Rabbit turns to the calendar on the fridge. The calendar was turned to December, the Xs marking off the days ending on the 26th. He lifts up the last page, seeing “Calendar of 2019 in bold” text.

It was not 1985.

He decides to look around some more, finding what he presumes is his bedroom. It has a queen-sized bed and a TV in the corner. He lies down, turning the TV on and scrolling through the channels. There are a lot more than he remembered.

…What the fuck is ‘Netflix'?

He's startled out of the show he was very much enjoying when the front door slams open. He runs over, peeking out of the bedroom door. In the doorway stands a woman. His ears shift. He isn't sure if he's caught. Until she drops her bag and runs up to him, cupping his face in her hands.

“Oh, babe, what's wrong? Oswald called me and said you were acting funny,” The Rabbit just turns his head to the side and shrugs his shoulders. She presses the back of her hand to his forehead, before sighing. She chuckles, pressing a kiss into the permanent smile of the mask. “I’ll go talk to him, okay?” She tells him, and he nods, standing there awkwardly. His hand was oddly hovering over her mid-back, and it didn’t move as he watched her walk away. He couldn’t remember the list time he and his wife had kissed. He cocks his head to the side, but eventually slips back into the room to continue his show.

She comes back after a short while, pulling clear protective film over the potpie on the stove, and stuffing it into the fridge. Then, she enters the room with a beer, handing it to The Rabbit, who takes it and holds it awkwardly. He didn't think he could drink.

He looked at her as she got into the bed with him, sighing and rubbing her eyes. She yawns, reaching out for him. He lays back, putting the bottle down.

“I’m worried, babe,” She starts as he leans into her, “Oswald” - Yes, Oswald. That was his son’s name - “Was really, really shaken up,” She continues, rubbing the pad of her thumb into his shoulder in a small shoulder. He pats her back a little awkwardly, and she sighs. “I think it’s just hard for him. To be alone. I mean he’s just been by himself all summer.”

But The Rabbit knows he hadn’t, however, that has to be a secret. A little father-and-son moment that his wife couldn’t be let in on. Considering the fact that he was in 2019, and all.

He spaces out, jolting up the next morning and looking around. He had slept before, in the loop. Get up, go to the pizzeria, stare at the mirror in the employees-only room, lead the kids back and kill them, wait for the day to end, go home, pass out, repeat. This was different, though. He didn’t have to do that anymore. He rises to his feet, the world spinning under him. He shakes his head, the ears flopping ridiculously.

He walks out, back into the kitchen. There is a suspicious lack of plates and seats, with there only being three. He feels like there should be five. Where will Mike and Lizzie sit?

“Uhh… Mom?” His boy, Oswald, sits in the chair, looking up at The Rabbit, slowly putting the food in his hand down.

“What is it, hon?” She was clicking buttons on the coffee maker, eyes narrowed down at the thing.

“Where’s Dad?” He asks, and The Rabbit cocks his head to the side. He was right there! His wife spins on her heels.

“Oswald, your dad is sitting right across from you! If this is some kind of elaborate prank, you can cut it out right now because it has officially stopped being funny!” She scolds him. The Rabbit is glad to be defended, but he doesn’t think it’s right to snap at the kid! He’s probably still shaken up from the night before. And he always had nightmares, as far as memory proceeds, so maybe he’s still shaken from those. Poor kid!

He lowers his hands, then his eyes, then his head, see, the kid didn’t deserve that. “Okay, I understand. I’ll cut it out. I apologize. May I be excused so I can get ready for school?” The Rabbit can’t help but feel bad, poor kid. He’d have to tell his wife it was okay, he really didn’t mind, but he did appreciate her standing up for him.

“Of course,” She speaks sweetly, smiling as Oswald pushes himself back in the chair and rushes off to get ready for school. She sighs, sitting down with the fresh mug of coffee in her hands and taking a slow sip. They sit in silence for a moment, before he leans over and rubs her shoulder. She smiles, leaning over to kiss The Rabbit’s cheek. “You should get ready, too,” She whispers, and he nods, ear twitching.

He rises, walks over to the door, and retrieves the car keys. Oswald turns the corner with his backpack over his shoulders shortly after. He pauses in the middle of his path, staring at The Rabbit.

“Is… uh… dad taking me to school?” He asks, turning back to his Mom, who’s cleaning the dishes. she stops, turning the sink off and turning around with eyes full of concern.

“Doesn’t he always?” She asks, clearly worried. But there was no reason for anyone to worry. He was home now, and he’d argue he was a pretty good driver. “Have a good day, okay?”

Oswald nods, but his head dips. The Bunny gently rests a hand on his back as they walk out to the car, trying to comfort him. The Bunny once more helps him into the car, and then gets in and locks the doors.

It’s a short drive to Westbrook Middle School, and they pass a man whom The Bunny doesn’t recognize jogging on the street, who waves at him. The Bunny nods back, ever so subtly. He didn’t remember the man’s name, but he looked like a Jerry.

“I don’t understand,” Oswald starts, and The Rabbit listens. That was part of his job, wasn’t it? “ Are you real? Is this real? Am I going crazy?” The Rabbit doesn’t respond. It doesn’t know how to. His poor, poor son. He really messed up trying to show him what he’d done, hadn’t he? When they pull up in front of the school, Oswald sighs. The door locks click, letting him step out. He pauses for a moment before he does. “Hey,” He mumbles, the door popping open, “don’t bother picking me up this afternoon. I’ll just catch the bus,” The Rabbit nods, even though it is very much not happy about him taking the bus. It doesn’t want to trust anyone with his son. Not one bit.

Still, it watches him wander off into the school building before pulling out of the parking lot.

The day is long, and he can’t help but fuss about his son. The last time he let his son out of his sight he had to kill five children. It was worth it, though. Nothing could be not worth it to him.

But the door opens, and Oswald walks in as The Bunny lazily drags the vacuum back and forth, over the carpet, hearing the soft crackle of stuff being pulled inside. It makes his ear twitch with each stroke, but he perks up the second his boy walks in the door. Everything is okay again. His boy stares up at him for a beat, before dropping his backpack to the side of the door and retrieving the duster. They do chores silently, The Rabbit bopping his head from side to side as if he were humming a song, but no sound escapes him.

After all of the chores are done, Oswald comes back in from taking out the trash. He walks past The Rabbit to grab his backpack.

“I’m gonna go chill a while before dinner,” Oswald announces, and The Bunny throws him a thumbs up, moving to make them some dinner. He digs through the freezer, pulling out a frozen pizza. He opens the box, following the instructions on the back closely. It takes a while, but he doesn’t mind, plus, it gives Oswald time to hang out. When it’s all done and cooked, he cuts the pizza and pours two glasses of juice. He sets the table, proudly grinning down at it.

He walks away, appearing in the doorway of his son’s room. Oswald looks up at him, twitching slightly at noticing him. The Bunny gestures for him to follow, slipping out of the doorway and down the hall. His son follows closely behind, settling into a seat at the table. The Rabbit sits across from him, watching closely.

Oswald takes a slice of pizza, and The Rabbit follows the action, placing the piece on his plate. Oswald takes slow bites and sips of his punch, careful and calculating. He took a moment, before looking over The Rabbit’s blankly-staring form.

“Aren’t you going to eat anything…. Dad?” Oswald asks, pausing for a moment before saying “Dad”. Still, it causes The Bunny’s ears to perk up in excitement. Dad. Perfect. He couldn’t ask for more. Or, well, he could ask for Elizabeth and Micheal to be here, but maybe Mike was off with his friends. He used to do that sometimes, where he’d spend days or weeks switching between friend’s houses. Sometimes his friends would come home. Not often, the robotic parts embarrassed him, but William was always happy to host. The Rabbit would too. And Elizabeth went to summer camp. And it was summer, right? The end was coming, but it was still summer.

Oswald finishes his punch and slice of pizza, swallowing and wiping the grease off of his face. He stands, taking his plate with him. The Rabbit wants to stop him, tell him that it will do the dishes and he doesn’t have to fuss, but the kid cuts him off by speaking again.

“Thanks for dinner, Dad,” He smiles back at The Rabbit. “I’m going to get a glass of milk and go do my homework now,” And then he slips into the kitchen. The Rabbit blinks, ears twitching. Oswald left the kitchen carefully balancing a bowl, before disappearing into his room.

The Bunny stands, slipping the pizza slice back onto the rest of the pizza and wrapping it up before pouring the glass of punch back into the jug. He hadn’t touched it, anyway. And funds were tight. He could tell, by how the house looked, the food in the freezer, the way the town looked when he drove around, the things he heard when he was out and about.

But The Bunny didn’t fuss too much about it, instead going to the room he shared with his…wife..? Things were so confusing now. Oswald had to be his son! Why else would the loop have broken when he showed up? But then why was he in 2019? Wasn’t he divorced? Wasn’t his son much younger than Oswald? And if he was in 2019, he should be much older.

None of it made sense, but it didn’t need to. Oswald was his responsibility, The Bunny’s youngest son or not. He was going to take care of him, and the house, and the cat he hadn’t seen again since he first showed up. The Rabbit looked up, eyes wide as it spaced out.

William lay on his back, looking up at the roof. He was stupid. So fucking stupid. He had the money to buy a new carton of ice cream. One that wasn’t Vanilla. One that was something she hated, like cookies and cream or cookie dough. Something that she’d turn her nose up at, that she wouldn’t reach for.

But he didn’t. He had just snagged a scoop of ice cream from the freezer and told her no. When had that ever worked? When had telling a kid “don’t do that” and turning away ever resulted in the kid not doing it?

He covers his face with his hands, sitting there for a moment, and sobbing. His shoulders twitch with each sob, sitting up ever-so-slightly. He had to shut it down. He had to put them away, hide them away. He couldn’t look at them anymore. Not knowing she had taken his daughter.

He couldn’t do it now, though. All he could do was cry. Cry and beat himself up over such a stupid slip-up. He used to be a genius. He used to create marvels that entertained children and mystified their parents. He used to be a performer along with a designer. Along with a builder, a creator. He had a family, and a stable mind, and a fun job, and the best business partner anyone could have.

And now he had almost none of it. No wife, he was down two kids, he built death traps and a secret basement, his job was declining, and Henry had been distant since…

William didn’t want to think about Charlie. He didn’t mean it. He really, really didn’t mean it. He just wasn’t paying attention and forgot to switch to reverse. He had pretended he didn’t do it. It was awful, but he could have Henry hate him. It would be too much. For both of them.

It was how he found out his plan would work. He was getting cold feet, looking over his designs. Asking himself how he could do what had been done to himself to another parent. But then he hit Charlie and her puppet had come out. And it must have sucked up all her remnant - or agony or whatever - and he could tell. It shifted around the building more suspiciously. It eyed him and stuck close to Henry, and William swore he saw hurt in its eye when Henry pushed it away.

Henry wanted it powered down. William couldn’t do it. It felt like killing her twice, so he hid… her in the back room. Fredbear’s was being shut down anyway. He stuffed her, and Fredbear, and Spring Bonnie in the back room at Freddy Fazbear’s and told everyone not to touch them.

The Rabbit jumps up at what feels like someone playing tug-of-war with his heart. He looks around, quickly getting out of bed. He searches the house, finding it empty. Oswald, where was Oswald?

There’s another pull. The pizzeria. That was the only thing he could guess. He made it there in no time, finding Oswald trying to pull that man out of the pit. He guesses the man wasn’t dead. Oswald straightens, sensing The Rabbit, but he’s too slow. There were some benefits to being a result of Afton’s murders.

Grabs the kid, in more of a hug than an attack, but still trying to restrict him as much as possible. They were going home. Oswald was grounded. The Rabbit didn’t want to ground him, but the behavior just could not stand. The boy jabbed his elbow into The Bunny’s stomach, causing it to drop him and reel back before stopping itself. It stood for a moment shocked, before it moved again. It had to stop this nonsense. It opened its mouth wide, threateningly. It wasn’t going to hurt him. Just scare him a little. Like how Micheal had straightened right out after the bite. This was different, but close enough. It was the best he could think of. Until the boy’s arm was in his mouth and his teeth were sinking into soft skin. He barely had time to process the fact that he had just bit the kid when he was punched in the nose.

He retreated again, trying to formulate a new plan. Another way to get Oswald home and away from this stupid ballpit and his stupid human dad. Oswald didn’t need a human dad, not when he had The Rabbit.

That was it! The Rabbit crept closer to the form of the man on the bottom of the ball pit, jaw opening wider. If there was no human dad to compete with him, this wouldn’t happen again. Couldn’t happen again. And then Oswald hits him in the side, standing with his arms spread out between the body and the big, yellow monster.

“Leave…” He pants. “My Dad… ALONE!” He yells, before moving all too fast for The Rabbit to catch. He ends up on the beast’s back, hitting his head and clawing at its eyes. It stumbles back, bowing its head in an attempt to get him to stop, before just flinging him off entirely. Until the netting catches his throat, all too high.

The Rabbit tenses, clawing at the netting, desperately looking at Oswald, who just turns away from him to the form of his passed-out dad. It didn’t know it could suffocate, but it seemed to be, as its vision got darker.

William looked at himself in the mirror in the back room of the first-ever Freddy Fazbear’s location, in 1985. It was so hard to get out of this suit by himself, but no one would help him. Not for this reason anyway. He looks over the room. Papers and cups are strewn all over the place from the employees. They took their breaks here, even though they weren’t supposed to. That was no matter to him. Not anymore.

He scans the room further, spotting the empty suit that used to be Fredbear. It was limp, in suit mode, and much more damaged than ever before, stitching loose and the mouth and chest fur stained. He doesn’t dare look at it a moment longer. And in the corner sits The Puppet, eyes an almost green-off-white color, glaring at him. He doesn’t bother with it. She could get as fussy as she would like, but it couldn’t stop him. She couldn’t save them. He glares back, pulling the rabbit head off him.

”You hear that? You can’t!” He shouts, watching as its disproportionately long limbs pull into itself, trying to hide behind the broken arcade machine. “You can’t! And no one else can!” Tears pull at the corners of his eyes, but he wills them not to fall. “They’re dead, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it!” He stomps his foot as he yells. He takes a deep, shaky breath, turning away from the corner with the broken machine that so proudly displayed ‘Fruity Maze’ on its front in big, bright, pink, and orange letters.

He drops the rabbit head to the floor, before moving onto the arms and torso. It was a slow process, but he did it. He resembles it, cleaning off the blood as best he could, before standing and leaving the room, taking a final glance back.

Tomorrow is another day.

#Pit Spring Bonnie #five nights at freddys #fnaf #fnaf books #pittrap #into the pit #fazbear frights #william afton

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Hello! I was wondering if you could do a platonic Springbonnie x Reader where the reader knew him as Springbonnie when they were a kid and was shocked to encounter him as Springtrap as a grown up when they're working as the security guatd in Fnaf 3. (Your headcanons for the spring boi broke mah heart tho–)

Yes haha those hcs were from long ago and I still 100% agree with them. Also this Springbonnie SFM with Hidden in the Sand by Tally Hall melted my heart so that’s gonna be some loose inspiration here

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We were playing in the sand And you found a little band

A warm golden light filled the diner, along with the sound of soft music coming from the speakers on either side of the main stage.

Today was a relatively quiet day. No noisy kids running around. Barely any fussy parents. It was surprising for the employees; such a lull during the day was rare.

Fortunately for one of the kids, that gave them the opportunity to visit their favorite bunny without fear of being pushed to the back.

And no, it wasn’t Bonnie. That big hulking purple rabbit was cool but never had the bubbliness nor the charm as the other rabbit did.

"Hey, Springy!"

“Oh hey! My favorite little bunny’s come to visit!” Springbonnie beamed at your greeting as he turned to see you there. He knelt down in front of your small form so his height didn’t look intimidating. His bright green eyes were literally lit up with joy, spotting the Springbonnie plush in your hands.

Those never sold as well as Fredbear’s. And although he didn’t mind it much--since this was Fredbear’s Family Diner and not Springbonnie’s Family Diner--it would be a lie if he didn’t get a tad bit jealous of his bandmate’s fame from time to time.

Setting his banjo down, he opened his arms up to you, and you eagerly stood on the tips of your toes to hug him. His fur was soft and warm, tickling your nose a bit as well. He sighed and kept you secured in his arms.

It was nice to hug a child as himself, and not as someone else wearing him for a costume.

This just felt so much more natural. Not to mention you were respectful and not tugging on his ears or bowtie.

You were his favorite, without a doubt.

You told me you fell in love with it Hadn't gone as I planned

“Do I have to?”

“Yes. You’ll be in suit mode more often this week. Same as Fredbear. Now hold still and don’t make a fuss. Wouldn’t want any accidents, right?”

“..no, boss.”

“Good.” After switching Springbonnie to suit mode, William called the new hire backstage. Today he was going to show them how to operate a springlock suit, in preparation for his youngest son’s upcoming birthday party. He wanted everything to be perfect.

He already assumed they’ve listened to the tapes regarding how much caution was needed to ensure they were safe while wearing the costume.

Since it was their first time wearing one like this, he helped them ease into it. After making sure the head’s springlocks were compressed against the walls, he looked at them, showing the inside. “Not so bad, innit? Perfectly safe. Just don’t sweat too much and those locks won’t pop off.”

“R-Right, I know. I just..” The employee stiffly raised their arms, looking at their hands. “I’ve worn mascot costumes at carnivals and none of them had this crazy stuff-”

“Are you working for their sorry arses or us?”

“Wh..y-you guys, of course!”

“I thought so. You’ll be fine once you get used to it.”

As the backdoors swung shut, you frowned slightly, disappointed at the fact you wouldn’t see Springbonnie as himself for a while. You then heard a sniffle beside you and noticed a boy holding a Fredbear plushie.

“Hi, aren’t you his kid?”

He jumped a bit and looked at you, nodding meekly. You smiled. “I’m kinda jealous. You get to have your birthday party at your dad’s work place. That’s pretty cool.”

But he just shook his head, tears rolling down his cheeks, and you wondered if you said something wrong. Then he flinched and saw someone in Fredbear’s suit approach you two. He hid behind you, sniffling and sobbing quietly.

“Awh is someone scared?” “Fredbear” tried to mimic a deep jolly voice, but it was a really poor attempt.

You nodded and backed away. “We’re just gonna head home.”

“Okay! Buh-bye!”

In haste, you left the diner and walked the boy home. Every kid you stopped to talk to only teased him for his crying and fears of animatronics. But you reassured him they weren’t as bad as they seemed.

Springbonnie, for example, wasn’t scary at all! He was a sweet bunny.

You hoped to spend the day with him, but that didn’t go as planned.

Oh well, you gained another friend in the meantime.

When you had to bid adieu Said you'd never love anew

“Fred..please..wake up..i-it’s alright. Why won’t you say something??”

“Springy?”

“[Y/n]..! Y-You..” Flinching at the sight of you, Springbonnie cowered in the corner of the safe room, away from the limp costume of his friend. He hugged himself, wanting to hide the dried blood on his suit as much as he could.

No one should see him like this. Not after what happened.

First the incident with Fredbear..and then a freak accident with the newly-hired actor. The two of them were deemed unsafe, as either animatronic or a suit, so they were eventually retired and their diner was soon to be shut down. Only Freddy’s band was doing a few shows.

But what was even worse was that Springbonnie’s hands were stained in blood. Seemingly fresh blood that kept returning no matter how many times he was cleaned.

He only remembered William coming back here, using the crank without saying a word to him and then...

He woke up here again. Alone and feeling like he did something terrible, but couldn’t remember what.

“Y-You can’t be back here, little bunny. I'm not safe to be around.”

“I don’t believe that. What happened wasn’t your fault. I’ve just..been wanting to give you this for a while.”

Finally, you presented the drawing you’ve been meaning to show him: just a simple one of you and him smiling. He carefully took it from your hands, staring at it for a few moments before holding it to his chest.

Usually it would make him grin. But..not this time.

“Thank you, but..it doesn’t matter whose fault it was. Their decision was final. Ya won’t be seeing us ever again.” He mumbled, ears dropping as he looked down at his lap. “I wish things didn’t have to end like this..”

“It doesn’t have to be the end.” You reassured him, crouching down. Although Fredbear’s empty eyesockets were a little bit creepy, you ignored them in favor of gazing at the dimming green eyes of the rabbit. “I’ll miss you guys, but..when I’m older I’ll try to fix you two!”

Springbonnie blinked. “Y-You would really do that for us?”

“Yeah! I’ll just study hard and...uh..I’ll figure out the rest. But I wanna fix you up.”

“That..means a lot to me, [y/n]. Thank you so much.” He smiled warmly. “Do good in school and don’t forget about us, okay?”

“I’ll never forget.”

I wondered if I could hold it And fall in love with it too

"C’mon..bloody useless thing! Don’t fail me.”

‘No!! No don’t do this to me again!’

Despite Springbonnie’s AI being acutely aware of the current circumstances, he held no power in suit mode. And he was helpless as William put the costume on, not giving a damn about the risks of rushing into it.

Somehow those kids found him after he destroyed the animatronics, and they were going to haunt him forever unless he did something to make them leave him alone.

They weren’t going to see the terror in his eyes. He’ll be sure they were the ones terrorized instead, reminding them of how he decided their fates. Of how he was the one in charge here.

After stumbling to his feet and taking a few labored breaths, unaware of the slowly unwinding springlocks, William opened his eyes to see the ghosts just..staring at him.

They seemed surprised, huddled together. Not cornering him any further.

He realized his trick had worked.

And he grinned, starting to laugh, before it grew louder and echoed throughout the moldy dark ex-pizzeria. He paid no mind to the water droplets slowly leaking through the ceiling above.

“I can’t believe this! You lot are just as stupid as the day you perished!!”

‘Why are you laughing?! You’re gonna get yourself....!’

But Springbonnie didn’t finish the thought. He knew the surrounding conditions were ripe for another lethal springlock accident.

Yet this time, he didn’t dread that possibility.

Instead he anticipated it.

‘Actually, maybe you do deserve to suffer. That other employee didn’t...it was an accident. But...you...you deserve every bit of pain these springlocks bring!’

If it was fated to happen again, so be it.

No, it won’t hurt him. But it’ll be a slow and agonizing death for his creator--the demon who betrayed his own franchise and the children.

Especially you.

God, he hopes you’re out there somewhere, not among the spirits standing before him. He remembered your promise to come back and repair him, so that he wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone ever again.

He’s not sure if you remembered, too.

But wherever you are, he hopes you’ll forgive him for what was about to happen.

'Sorry, little bunny..but there’s no fixing this.’

“Oooo~ Watch out, children! Big bad Springy’s gonna getcha-”

As William wagged his fingers in a taunting manner, the springlocks suddenly shifted back into place, crushing all ten of them at the same time. He gasped, barely having time to react as the rest of the mechanisms became undone, impaling him at every angle.

The eyes popped forward, blinding him completely as he howled out screams of agony, constricted by the metal lodged into his throat.

He collapsed and convulsed violently as blood pooled all around him, traveling to the very feet of the spirits who only watched.

They weren’t happy nor horrified. They didn’t know what to exactly feel. Except the peace of knowing this man wouldn’t be around to hurt anyone else.

As his back slumped against the wall and his twitching continued, they vanished one by one.

Soon his screaming ceased and all was silent.

Springbonnie was alone once more, but this time with his creator as his eternal prisoner.

You told me to buy a pony But all I wanted was you

“We found one. A REAL one!”

Now that this phone dude mentioned something interesting for once, you finally paid attention to him. But much to your disappointment, he abruptly had to end the call before he could elaborate further on his discovery.

As the recording ended, you went back to checking the cameras, wondering if meant you’ll see this “real one” wandering around at all.

So far there was nothing remarkable. Your second night here was relatively boring.

Except..you heard distant footsteps and you looked near the exit, barely able to make out the shadow of a large rabbit. But you weren’t sure if it was just your eyes playing tricks on you.

Sighing, you looked at the maintenance panel to make sure the ventilation was working alright. The guy mentioned how the lack of air flow might make you see crazy things..which didn’t make sense and certainly didn’t seem safe.

You understood the owner’s desire to keep the “immersion” of a haunted pizzeria, but it wasn’t like that place existed in the dark ages. Running a little a/c wouldn’t “ruin the illusion”.

Oh well, money’s money. And this was the only place hiring.

Checking the camera again, you were bewildered to see some kind of fox-like animatronic hanging upside down from the ceiling, its eyes glowing bright white while the rest of its body was shrouded in darkness.

‘Wait..is that-?’

All of the sudden, it vanished and you heard this god awful screeching static noise. Covering your ears, you looked up and saw the fox peek its head up on the opposite side of the window, still playing that sound.

It was like nails on a chalkboard but ten times worse.

You could see it was a greenish black color, looking like a grilled fox.

Then the noise stopped after a few moments and itdisappeared behind the window. You checked all the cameras but didn’t find it again. And the maintenance panel only revealed an audio error message.

“That was Mangle..” You muttered to yourself, rubbing your eyes as you waited for the error to fix itself. “Jeez..maybe he’s right. I’m just seeing things like...huh?”

*knock*

Hearing the gentler sound of knocking, you looked up at the window again and the new visitor surprised you:

A greenish sickly rabbit animatronic, staring at you with pale metallic eyes. They looked faintly green, too.

Haven’t you seen this character before?

You stood up and approached the window to get a closer look at him, wondering if this was just another hallucination. But the rabbit only twitched and tilted his head to the side, proving he could indeed see you.

Upon closer examination, you also noticed the grotesque flesh within his suit. It looked far too realistic to be a prop or costume. With the budget running this place you had doubts.

Suddenly, the animatronic snarled, slamming his fists against the glass. As it made a horrid groaning noise, you thought you saw what looked like a fleshy skull inside his mouth.

In brief panic you stumbled back to your chair and quickly hit the audio lure button, playing laughter through one of the speakers in the furthest room. He closed his mouth and turned his head towards the sound, immediately limping away.

‘Wow..at least I know I won’t be alone.’

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm (ooh-ooh-ooh) Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm (ooh-ooh-ooh)

Another night here.

Another night of those “phantoms” of past animatronics. More were showing up on the cameras, and even right inside your office.

They couldn’t physically harm you, yet they were able to affect your reality by creating errors in the systems. You stopped trying to make sense of things long ago and eventually figured out their routine--ignoring them or changing the cameras seemed to do the trick.

“Phone Dude” didn’t leave you a message tonight. Instead, you were left with old training tapes regarding the springlock suits.

Those certainly sounded familiar.

You kept thinking of that rabbit you saw, wondering if he was the result of the “grotesque maiming” the tapes mentioned.

So when 6 AM arrived, you stayed in your office for a bit longer, fast-forwarding, skipping, and rewinding each tape, listening to them all until-

“Management has been made aware that the Springbonnie animatronic has been noticeably moved, and would like to remind employees that this costume is not safe to wear under any circumstances.”

Then you finally realized who that was.

Not just any Bonnie character but...

“Springbonnie..that was really him-?!”

“L...Little bunny..?”

The raspy voice made you nearly jump out of your skin, and you saw the rabbit leaning into your office. He was breathing slow, each breath sounding painful, but he limped inside and stood there, allowing you to see him in full.

Although any sane person would scream and run at the sight of him, all you could see in that moment was your dear friend. Your favorite animatronic from your childhood.

His zombified appearance and the flesh infused in him didn’t make you adore him any less.

In the end, you still saw that same golden bunny who sang you songs and offered the best hugs.

“Springy, my friend.” You smiled warmly, standing up. “It’s good to see you again. I missed you a lot.”

#clanask #anonymous #fnaf x reader #five nights at freddy's x reader #fnaf 4 #fnaf 3 #springbonnie #springtrap #platonic #angst #tw death #tw body horror #songfic

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xthe-writing-vampirex · 2 years

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If you can can you please do five nights at Freddy’s security breach and how the new security guard meets Vanny and doesn’t get scared at all just looks at her and think’s “what a cute bunny “ and then just like grabs the knife out of her hand throws it and then just starts hugger because she thinks it’s like a cute cuddle bunny by the way you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to .

I wasn't completely sure how to write this so I hope I didnt do too badly

Vanny x Fearless! Reader

Word Count: 417

Warnings: mentions knives

Fandom: FNAF Security Breach

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Just what the literal fuck is going on here? You were the newest security guard and as soon as shit hit the fan you seemed to have been left alone to deal with it. The animatronics were acting up, everyone was looking for some kid named Gregory, and on top of that no one was willing to put in the effort to help. The only other person that was there for this shift was Vanessa, sadly for you she avoided you like the plague.

As the night went on you got more and more nervous. No sign of the little boy in question and now you'd spotted a few new individuals on the cameras. Curious, you decided to make your way around the Pizzaplex, looking for the new bunny in particular. The last bunny here was Bonnie and since he was discontinued it was strange to see any bunny animatronics. You knew it was probably not the safest thing to do but for some reason you were drawn to this red eyed bunny.

Time passed with little luck in the way of finding the new bunny, mostly you just dealt with the different stars that approached you about Gregory. Apparently someone had given them an order to find the boy. You knew it was in their programming to help children in need so you didn't exactly think much of it. After all they were unable to harm any human so why worry?

Continuing your adventure through the pizzaplex you make it into the upper levels, looking over all of the food options around you. Being a bit distracted you didn't exactly think to pay attention to where you were going, bumping right into a certain murderous little bunny. Turning to look at her you can't help thinking how cute the suit itself was, enjoying the falling of the little ears as it stares at you. Noticing the knife in the bunny's hand you simply put your hand on it, easily taking it away from the bunny in her shock. You show no fear whatsoever and simply throw the knife to the side.

"Awe such a cute bunny! You must be new here!" You say, smiling happily. Vanny turns her head to the side a bit, visibly confused by your clear lack of fear. "Why don't I show you around cutie!" You state, happily hugging the little bunny. Vanny doesn't quite know why this is happening but a part of her just simply doesn't want it to end.

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ninjaslegos · 3 years

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uhh this might be odd whut about a reader who can turn into a fnaf chatitors for ninjago and after the reader tranforms back they get a little bit of said animictonic's personalty hc for the bois+nya and pixal if you dont want to do this ask that thats ok. i couldn't find the rules so sorry if i broke a rule

It's okay, you haven't broken any rules! They're supposed to be the first post you see, it's pinned, but I'll check to see if it's working. I hope that helps! Aside from that I don't know much about Five Nights at Freddy's (Freddies?) so I had to look it up. There are so many versions that I just stuck to the first game, I hope that's alright! It might not be completely accurate; either, and I'm sorry!

Animated Robotics

Headcanons for the ninja and girls for a reader who can turn into an animatronic from FNaF.

Kai

You turn into Bonnie. He thinks it's cute!

He nicknames you bunny; it's perfect!

He gets startled when you first transform, animatronics are huge. Thinks something bad happened and attacks at first, and you have to explain to him you're okay.

He still gets frightened, usually he's taller than you but when you transform you're taller than him.

He finds that even if he doesn't understand your power all the way, he's still impressed with the things it allows you to do!

You're good at guitar? Sick! Play for him, please!

Don't scare him, though. He still feels bad for the burn scar he left on your left arm. It's there in both forms, even if you replace that piece in your animatronic form.

For a giant bunny, you sure aren't very soft when you're in your animatronic mode. If you want to cuddle you gotta get out of that form.

Loves your ears. "Make them point up! Okay, now do the cute thing where only one of them is floppy. Aww!"

He was overprotective of your before, but because you seem to be stronger and more able to handle yourself in this form, he's gotten more relaxed about it.

"I love you, little Bunny, wires and all."

Cole

You turn into Freddy, and he will call you his teddy bear, even if you don't like it.

He's still taller than you when you turn into an animatronic, just by a bit, but it's enough for him to tease you.

It's the eyes and teeth, for him. He doesn't want to look at the animatronic face, but he assures you that your regular face is super cute and absolutely kissable.

Being this robotic bear gives you the ability to sing? Perfect! He plays the drums (from the pilot episodes) and you can sing along. It's mesmerizing to him.

Hat and tie. If it is not attached to you, it is his now. He has no reason to have it either, except maybe to dress fancy if he's visiting his father.

He draws! This includes drawing a cuter version of you, with a little :3 face instead of your usual one. "What? The eyes are too human and scary for a robot." Looks at Zane. "Animal-tronic thing. Whatever you are."

He's still learning.

Do not do the Freddy laugh when it gets dark out. In the morning it's fine, but at night he will get nightmares and then not sleep for a week. Poor guy.

Pick you up. He wants to pick you up. Turn into Freddy so he can pick you up. With all that metal and heavy machinery, you'll be the perfect weightlifting buddy. And you're the weights.

"You're perfect for me, Teddy Bear."

Jay

You turn into Chica. He has no idea if you're a chicken or a duck, and you have to remind him.

Calls you Chicky or Chicken by accident, he just likes your real name better!

He is terrified of that little cupcake; it takes two months off his life every time he sees it. Keep it away from him, please.

If you play Elf on the Shelf with him using the cupcake, he will scream and die.

He's very interested in what happens when you transform! He wants to take a peek at your animatronic form to see the gears and wires and what makes you tick. If you feel too uncomfortable though, he'll be disappointed, but won't force you.

Other than that, he thinks your cool! Might be nervous about contact like hugs, he doesn't want to get pinched in your open joints.

Once he learns that you know how to play the drums, he wants lessons. No, he won't pay attention to them, he just wants to go "haha drum go boom when I hit it with the stick".

Don't leave him alone with the drums.

He actually does remember some things, though, and wants to play for you sometime to impress you.

He will ask you if you can cluck/quack like a bird. It's cute.

He will also ask you to try and 'jumpscare' him in front of his friends to prove he's not afraid of it.

Don't do it for real, though, he's going to scream because of the noise.

"You're so cute, baby Chicky."

Zane

You turn into Bonnie. He isn't really fazed by this, but doesn't understand how a human turns into a robot. Where do the wires and gears come from?

He is confused, but also relates to you; being a robotic being with a human side and all.

Doesn't understand how you run without a notable power source, and if you can't give him an answer, he might scan you to try and find out for himself.

Will offer to share his power source with you and honestly? Cutest thing ever.

He won't judge you for looking like a rabbit, after all, he knows better than anyone how to look past someone's appearances.

Fascinated with you. He's very willing to learn everything you know.

Since you know guitar, he'll either sing with you or learn a different instrument. You, Cole, and Zane end up performing a couple times.

Your machinery and operations are wildly different than his. It's a little hard for him to wrap his head around it at first, but he gets used to it eventually.

But it leads to problems if either of you need repairing. "I don't know how to fix them! Where does this wire even go?"

Touching. The flocking on the exoskeleton of your suit is nice to his sensitive programming, and he might lay down on you for a nap from time to time.

"You are everything to me, no matter who you are."

Lloyd

You turn into Foxy. You're really shy, and it took a bit for you to use your power the first time around him.

He's still mentally 12 so seeing this is so cool!! A robot, a fox, and a pirate? Yes please!

He's been to enough pizza places to know what an animatronic is, and he hates the Chuck E. Cheese mouse, but for some reason, he doesn't mind your pirate fox transformation.

He believes it's because he knows it's you.

Dancing? You're good at dancing and performing? Give him a show! Cole will absolutely be a backup dancer if you need one, and it makes Lloyd smile.

He will mimic any pirate speech you do.

"Aye, matey!" Hears a smaller 'aye matey' from behind you.

Pirate puns. They follow you wherever you go. "Yes, Lloyd, I've heard all the pirate puns. No, I don't get annoyed when you do them anyway."

He has no idea how your animatronic form works. "If I put a magnet up to you then, will you shut down?"

Treats you like a sensitive computer sometimes, checking up to make sure you're not damaged in any way. Except he doesn't know how to, so he makes Zane do it.

He is going to put stickers on you.

"I guess pirates steal hearts, too."

Nya

You turn into Chica. Unlike Jay, she understands right off that you’re a chicken.

It's confusing at first, figuring out how you work, but she learns that it's more like two different beings in a shared body.

She's actually intrigued on how it works. How does skin and muscle turn into plastic and copper? It's not scientifically possible! But neither is summoning water from your hands.

She doesn't want to ask if she can study you, though, she's too shy and doesn't want to insult you by accident. You'll have to give her permission first.

The cupcake companion is a little strange to her. She doesn't mind it, but she wishes it either didn't have eyes and a mouth or wasn't food.

You're already tall, but being in your animatronic form makes you even taller. Hug her, please.

She can depend on you if her brother picks on her. "Let's get 'em, Chica!" Kai screams and locks himself in the bathroom.

Scare her as much as you want, she knows you don't want to hurt her. She trusts you completely. Although sudden noises might set off her fight or freeze, and she'll either stop in her tracks and scream or punch you and scream.

You play the drums? Perfect, she plays keyboard/piano. Softly-tuned duets together.

"It's impossible for you to get any cuter."

Pixal

You turn into Golden Freddy. There are actual flakes of gold in your suit that makes you shiny under the sun.

And Pixal loves that about you.

She’s a little disturbed by the lack of color in your eyes, though, the darkness makes you look offline or dead.

She’s surprised you’re working at all without a noticeable power source.

“How do you function?” Shrug. “It is not logical for you to be active without power.”

Be prepared for her to look through your systems to figure out how you work.

“This wire is impractical. It is not connected to anything and therefore serves no purpose.” She doesn’t remove it, though.

You can sing a little, but you’re shy about it. She’s glad you’ll perform at all, even if it’s just for her.

The ninja are always out and about, leaving the two of you plenty of time together. It’s perfect, and that’s when you let loose and allow yourself to relax around her.

“When did this happen? Why is it happening?” Sometimes the questions can be a bit much, but it’s because she’s genuinely interested in you!

“Why do you have wires sticking in your elbows?” She loves you to the point of mimicry, but you assure her she doesn’t have to change herself to be worthy of your love.

You are big and strong in your robotic form, and she admires it.

She likes both sides of you, your relatable robotic side, and your silly human side. Both of them are amazing to her.

“We are compatible.”

I hope you liked it!

#ninjago #ninjago kai #ninjago cole #ninjago zane #ninjago jay #ninjago lloyd #ninjago nya #ninjago pixal #kai x reader #cole x reader #zane x reader #jay x reader #lloyd x reader #nya x reader #pixal x reader #headcanons

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